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dickinson-series01_114-1890	dickinson	dickinson-series01_114-1890	1890		.txt	text/plain	69	5	84	No rack can torture me, My soul's at liberty Behind this mortal bone There knits a bolder one You cannot prick with saw, Nor rend with scymitar. The eagle of his nest No easier divest And gain the sky, Than mayest thou, Except thyself may be Thine enemy; Captivity is consciousness, So's liberty.	cache/dickinson-series01_114-1890.txt	txt/dickinson-series01_114-1890.txt